The Masterpiece
She was seventy-four. Her eyes, barely able to see and her face wrinkled though her years. Lying in a bed, too weak of standing up, she called for her favorite granddaughter, the daughter of her niece, who resembles her as if she was a daughter of her never given child. She could bare a child of her own yet, she chose to live unmarried.
"Dear-", softly she whispered reaching for her hands, "Can you grant granny her last request?" The young lady couldn't turn around as her tears streamed down from her eyes and softly replied, "Certainly, grandmother, what is it?" She smiled, one of those sweetest yet heart-breaking smiles she ever gave. From her eyes, you could see through deep sadness yet, still hopeful. She closed her eyes as she muttered the gently words, "Thank you." After a few more minutes, her heart stopped beating yet the peacefulness of her gentle, smiling face remained.
A week had passed since she gave her last breath. Her granddaughter received a phone call from a popular book writer asking her to meet. And they agreed on a Saturday, after her classes.
She was rushing down the campus stairs for she was nearly late for her appointment with the writer. It was after thirty minutes when she arrived at the cafe. and was expecting the writer to have left for he was a busy man. Yet, she saw him sitting patiently with drifting thoughts. She approached the man greeting him respectfully, "Good afternoon sir, I'm sorry I was late." "It is alright", he responded, "Take a seat." As soon as she sat down, she opened her bag, and gave him a letter as she started to speak, "She asked me to give you this, sir." He stared at the beautifully folded letter with her soft sent on it and whispered, "It is... from her." He slowly opened the letter feeling her sweet gentle scent. As he started to read, it felt like she was reading the letter with him from somewhere he couldn't reach. His tears, bit by bit, fell down from his cold weary eyes as he reads...
"It had been a while, how are you? As you read this letter, I might have already died. I had been meaning to give you this letter but I couldn't bear the thought that I might be the one to keep you from your dream. So I decided to give it to you, after I die. The young woman, from whom you had acquired this letter, is my granddaughter. How I had longed for her to be the daughter of my child on which I never had. In this letter, I had included my rubber ring. And I wanted to return it to you. Yes. The same one you gave me fifty years had passed. I wanted you to know that not once I had taken it off me. I had bought every literary piece you publicly published thinking they were written for me and hoping, someday, when you had quenched your thirst, you would come back with your promised. I guess I will still keep on hoping until my very last day. I loved you and still, even to this day, I do. And I guess your thought would always stay with me."
"My promise... to replace this rubber ring with a real one... I forgot all about it..." he softly muttered to himself as his tears never seemed to end from flowing.
After a year, the writer had his last book published. It was his best-seller and critics never wanted to criticize it in any manner. On its last pages, he wrote, "Only once in one author's life could he write such a masterpiece. And only once in this author's life, he had to regret losing it. He was aspiring for a masterpiece. Yet, it was far too late when he realized that the masterpiece was there all along, waiting. And for his punishment, he would bare the emptiness in his heart as long as he lives."
Thoughts...
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March 17th 2005 at 1:49 am
This is angelic-being-inspired. It is obvious though you deny it.
March 17th 2005 at 1:51 am
Denial? Di ka nga talaga atheista. Galit ka lang sa diyos e! Lolz
March 17th 2005 at 1:56 am
Hindi tamang pagtulungan ang isang kawawang babae!
@ Randy ~
Para sakin ba yan o para sayo?
March 17th 2005 at 2:14 am
Nakita mo nang "Di ka nga talaga atheista" ang nakalagay e.
March 17th 2005 at 2:15 am
I was just returning your comment! :P What I meant was, baka ikaw yung galit sa Diyos. May sama ka lang ng loob sakin kaya ka ganyan.
March 17th 2005 at 2:20 am
Unless my intelligence is of divine proportion or/and you are simply a complete idiotic, moronic imbecile, my comment can be understood from to be free from ambiguity. Kulang ka talaga sa tulog. Humihina comprehension level mo :D
Naglalambing lang.
March 17th 2005 at 2:25 am
Actually, my mental capacity is starts to diminish the minute I entered AMA and it continues to as long as I stay at that worthless school.
March 17th 2005 at 2:27 am
Waaaiii!!
how sweet! ;-;
March 17th 2005 at 2:29 am
Damn and fuck that school.
March 17th 2005 at 2:31 am
You can't fuck the school.
March 17th 2005 at 2:33 am
Who said I'm the one who's gonna do the fucking? It is an imperative sentence you know ;)
April 12th 2005 at 12:26 am
waaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! !
It's so sad!!!!!!
Speechless me cuz naiiyak me,,,
huhuhuhu!!! (sniff,sniff)
April 15th 2005 at 12:20 am
Thanks Khei. Mwah! ;)
@ Randy ~
You don't know when to give up do you?
June 10th 2005 at 5:42 am
Hmm... we only got one chance in our lifetime so if love bridges for both of you don't think twice you might end up like the story they were given a chance and a bridge its really for the people if they're ready to cross to other side it really doesnt matter which side you take or which one will go first because once you're together Happiness over fills your heart...
June 13th 2006 at 10:40 pm
That was gorgeous and I love the sentiment and the way it flowed. Short sweet and, well, incredibly sweet.